Friday, December 10, 2010

Help! I think I have created a Monster.....

My husband loves a beer so in my infinite wisdom I thought I would buy him a home brew kit which has sat in the laundry for the past year collecting dust, that is until we had friends over for a bbq. I know that men can be competitive so it was not a surprise that after our male guest informed us that he is an avid brewer my husband might blow the dust off the kit & try his hand at brewing., little did I know how much this would affect my life.

It all started 2 weeks ago when Mr Sprout attempted his first brew, he read the instructions on the can wrong and added twice the amount of water. Ofcourse being a man he refused to take any responsibility for his error & blamed everyone from me to the children to the dog...we obviously put him off his concentration. Nevertheless he forged on and sat watching his brew for a week until I suggested he might want to start again, this advice was only taken on board when I threw in that he didnt want to have a failure on his hands. I mean how embarrassing would that be to tell your mates? So down the sink it went & I thought that was the end of things for awhile but I was wrong.

I popped out to do a bit of shopping & came home to find husband dearest running through the house with something warm wrapped in a towel shouting 'quick get out of the way!'...seriously I thought someone had just given birth in our kitchen but it was the hot can of whateveryoucallit which needed to be added to the other beermakingstuff. I was then roped into writing down temperatures while he did something with a test tube & thermometer all the while checking & rechecking the instructions.

This should have been the end of it for me but alas he is on nightshift & likes to call me constantly to check on the temperature of his beloved brew, I am given instructions of how I am to wrap the brew in a towel if it gets too cold or to wet the towel & rewrap if it gets too hot. If I dont answer the phone because I am doing something ridiculous like bathing our children or putting them to bed I get sent text messages.

After last nights instructions I politely suggested what he could go & do with his brew, he looked a tad worried & tried to lighten the mood with a joke...something along the lines of tucking it in & giving it a kiss goodnight....it didnt go down well....needless to say I have received no instructions tonight...........yet.

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About Me

A mother to 2 little Sprouts, wife to Mr Sprout & animal lover of Gilbert the dog, Tabitha the cat & Snowy the rabbit.
Designer and maker of Brusselsprouts clothing.
Renovating a 1905 house in Kalgoorlie.